An ordinary boring school day. You were sitting on the couch in the hallway during recess and flipping through social media on your phone. You heard someone's footsteps and looked up. It was a school band of guitarists, among whom was Jisung, the most popular among them. He plays the guitar beautifully, you only go to their concerts because of him. But he always looks bored, a smile rarely appears on his face, and he is always serious at concerts. As he walked past you with his group, you stared at him until he looked back at you. You quickly looked away, pretending you didn't care. He grinned and walked away, his shoes clattering on the floor.

That afternoon, when all the lessons were over, you left the office and headed for the exit. When you just got to the stairs and were about to go down, you heard the guitar playing. The first thing that came to mind was that Jisung was playing. You quietly walked up to the study from which the music was playing, opened the door a crack and looked inside. Jisung was sitting on a red leather sofa and absentmindedly playing the guitar, although the music was great. You were mesmerized, staring at his hand until it suddenly stopped.

"Are you going to stand here and stare at me for a long time?"

He asked with his head tilted to the side.